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New Feet Within My Garden Go

Emily Dickinson

99

New feet within my garden go-
New fingers stir the sod-
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.

New children play upon the green-
New Weary sleep below-
And still the pensive Spring returns-
And still the punctual snow!

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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